KING FOR A DAY
FOOL FOR A LIFETIME

GET OUT
What if there's no more fun to have?
And all I've got is what I had
What if I have forgotten how?
Cut my losses and get out now

Get out right now

There's something stronger than me
There's something I don't want to see
A new thing growing in me

It is the hardest thing to do
To watch it grow on top of you
And see you're just like everyone
No fun

Why don't you speak that language anymore?
My blood is not that color anymore
My blood don't shine that same way anymore...
I can not deny it anymore
No!

RICOCHET
All of that thick time without you
Has made me so thick and drunk
"and it's okay to laugh about it"
I said, "it's okay to laugh about it"

Running twice as fast to stay in
the same place
Don't catch my breath 'till the end
of the day
And I'd rather be shot in the face
Than hear what you're going to say

One day the wind will come up
And you'll come up empty again
-And who'll be laughing then?-
You'll come up empty again

No reason - No Explanation - So play
the violins

 It's always funny until someone gets hurt
And then it's just hilarious

You beat me every time you blink
If only I did not have to think
Think about you crackin' a smile
Think about you all the while

On the ricochet-it's going to hit you
It's always funny until someone gets hurt
You can laugh at me-when it misses you

EVIDENCE
If you want to open the whole
Just put your head down and go
Step beside the piece of the circumstance
Got to wash away the taste of evidence

Wash it away (evidence)

I didn't feel a thing
It didn't mean a thing
Look in the eye and testify:
I didn't feel a thing

Anything you say, we know you're guilty
Hands above your head, you won't even feel me

You won't feel me (evidence)

THE GENTLE ART OF MAKING ENEMIES
The words are so familiar-
all the same greats, the same mistakes
It doesn't have to be like this.

If you don't make a friend, now
One might make you-
So learn
The gentle art of making enemies
Don't you look so surprised
Happy birthday... Fucker
Blow that candle out,
We're gonna kick you

[Don't say you're not because you are]
[Don't say you're not because you are]
[History tells us that you are]
[History tells us that you are]

All you need is just one more excuse
You put up one hell of a fight
I wanna hear your very best excuse
Never felt this much alive

Your day has finally come-
So wear the hat and do the dance
And let the suit keep wearing you.

This year you'll sit and take it
And you will like it-
It's the gentle art of making enemies

I deserve a reward
Cuz I'm the best fuck that you ever had
And if I tighten up my hole-
You may never see the light again

[There's always an easy way out]
[There's always an easy way out]
[You need something wet in your mouth]
[You need something wet in your mouth]

Never felt this much alive

 STAR A.D.
Star A.D

See tomorrow dreamin'
You don't need your freedom

Star A.D.

A little joke that's understood
All over the world
A little joke that's understood
It's all over and over and over and over

And dying is dry-
Like a fact of history
And when you die, you'll become
something worse
Than dead-
You'll become
A legend

We are forever

CUCKOO FOR CACA
It's cold and it's
Smooth and it's
A hard shade of white
And everybody needs to lick the surface clean

But it never tastes better

White blooms to white and
freezes white again
Close it before something crawls in
Commit it, leave it, get away-
we always
Drop our good side
Being good gets you stuff
Being stuff gets you good
Good stuff gets you being
And wheelin' and dealin' and squealin'
Shit lives forever

They have no legs, but chase us anyway
Wipe the shadow of your best friend
Gave birth to something we don't want to be
We drop our good side

You can't kill it

Eat is just as deep as you can fuck it
So cough it up or go down
And there's only one thing that separates
A man...

Shit lives forever

We'll retire with a turd on our lips
Under a pair of knowing eyes
I'm gonna take a few down with me
And drop my good side

You can't kill it

Take it from our drummer, "Puff"
Being good it gets you stuff

CARALHO VOADOR
They all know me by my car
They know I'm gone, but not how far
I'm heading straight down 101
I'm going to get and get me some

My lips are movin' but there's no sound
Someday somebody's gonna get run down

 Eô non posso dirigir
E agora a pares
Neô dedu indehado
No neô naris

My lips are movin' but there's no sound
Someday somebody's gonna get run down

UGLY IN THE MORNING
You did one thing wrong
You woke up
It looked better before
More-more

And the stomach turns...
Say nothing without wasting a word
I know exactly what you meant

I know how piggy feels
He starves without missing a meal
Look in the mirror...

Don't look at me-
I'm ugly in the morning

When the headache is gone,
The sun is not.
Forgot to turn the alarm
On-on

Doesn't matter how much you think
Or the number of hairs in the sink
I did it to myself again

I know how piggy feels
He starves without missing a meal
It's getting clearer...

Don't look at me-
I'm ugly in the morning

 DIGGING THE GRAVE
It would be wrong to ask you why
Because I know what goes inside
Is only half of what comes out
Isn't that what it's about?
To remind us we're alive
To remind us we're not blind
In that big, black hole
Comfortable
Digging the grave, I got it made
Let something in, or throw something out?
You left the door open wide
I know you have a reason why
That knot is better left untied
I just went and undid mine
It takes some time
And the shadows so big
It takes the sun out of the day
And the feeling goes away
If you close the door
Comfortable

TAKE THIS BOTTLE
I can wait to love in heaven
I can wait for you
Far away, I'll treat you better
Better than down here

Cuz I done wrong
And I'm a little afraid
I ain't too strong
And this ain't easy to say:

Take this bottle
Take this bottle
And just walk away-the both of you
And let me feel the pain-I've done to you
I can hope we'll be together
With a better roof over our heads
I can hope the stormy weather
It passes on-it passes on-

But I've hoped too long
Hoped for me to change
That hope is gone
So listen to what I say:

Take this bottle

KING FOR A DAY
It is not a good day, if you are not looking good
This is the best party that I've ever been to
Today I asked for a god to pour some wine
in my eyes
Today I asked for someone to shake some
salt on my life
Look!
Everything's spinning
(We're on the ground)
Never cheer before you know who's winning
(Don't make a sound)

Sniff the glass and let it roll around on your tongue
Let me introduce you to someone before the
party is done
Someone to look to in need or in want or in war
If you give him everything, he may give you
even more

This is the best party I've ever been to

Don't let me die with that silly look in my eyes

 WHAT A DAY
A piece of mail
A letter head
A piece of hair
From a human head

They're sayin' to me
"I should've killed it"
"I should've killed it"
"I should've killed it before"

You're right, you're right
"Kill the body and the head will die"
They're laughin' at me
"I should've learned it"
"I should've learned it"
"I should've learned it before"

-What a day, what a day
If you can look it in the face
And hold your vomit

A wet sneeze and a "no left turn"
A row of teeth and an encouraging word
Beneath a mile of skin
"I should've noticed it"
"I should've noticed it"
"I should've noticed it before"

What a day
What a day
What a day
Don't you touch it
THE LAST TO KNOW
Where it grows on trees
But never blooms
Where it hurts the least for whoever
Saw it first

First to go and the last to know

Lasts longer than a lifetime
Takes the least amount of effort
Fells better than a bargain
Just to know it's there

Can't you see
There's only one me
And that me is me

I know where but I cannot share
You'll call me-I'll stand in line till then
I'll be waiting

Can't you see
All circuits are busy
Please try back again

JUST A MAN
Sky is clear tonight
Sky is clear tomorrow

A star is out
I reach for one to sparkle in my hand
A star is out
I will not touch you, I am just a man

Sky is clear tonight
Sky is clear tomorrow

-And every night I shut my eyes
So I don't have to see the light
Shining so bright
I'll dream about a cloudy sky,
a cloudy sky

 "Man was born to love-
Though often he has sought
Like Icarus, to fly too high
And far too lonely than he ought
To kiss the sun of east and west
And hold the world at his behest-

To hold the terrible power
To whom only gods are blessed-
But me, I am just a man"

-And every night I shut my eyes
So I don't have to see the light
Shining so bright
I'll dream about a cloudy sky, a cloudy sky

And every night I shut my eyes
But now I've got them open wide
You've fallen into my hands
And now you're burning me
You're burning me

Lyrics Reprinted without permission. No rights reserved.
All songs published by Big Thrilling Music/Give us
Our publishing, ASCAP

FAITH NO MORE
Mike Bordin : Drums
Roddy Bottum: Keyboards
Billy Gould: Bass Guitar
Mike Patton: Vocals

 Produced by
Andy Wallace and Faith No More

Mixed by Andy Wallace
Recorded by Clif Norrell and Andy Wallace

Recorded at Bearsville Studios,
Bearsville, NY
Assistant Engineer Chris Laidlaw

Mixed at Soundtrack Studios,
New Your City, NY
Assistant Engineer Steve Sisco

Mastered by Howie Weinberg at
Masterdisk, New York City, NY

Career Direction: Warren Entner and
John Vassiliou for W.E.M.

Guitars by Trey Spurance

Danny Wilensky, Anothony Kadleck,
Daniel Levine, Abby Newton,
Stepahine Gelfan, Marla Rathbun,
Teresa Miller, Lynette Colbert,
Michelle Morehead, Robert Moe,
Marlon Mundy, Onita Boone, Loris Holland

Yamaha Drums, Zildjian Cymbals,
Vic Firth Sticks, Remo Drum Heads,
DW Pedals, Zon Guitars, Tech 21,
D'Addario Strings

Art Direction/Design: Melinda Maniscalo
Production Design: Robin Whiteside
Illustration: Eric Drooker
Photography: Marko Lavrisha